Quick Wear: The host is a jerk again and runs away

Everyone walked forward firmly along the passage opened by the holy light, each step being on the bridge of light, as if walking on the border between hope and despair.

Di Chen stood at the front of the team, holding the divine disk tightly in both hands. The artifact rotated in his palms, emitting a dazzling and warm golden light, coating his pale face with a layer of sacred glow.

His eyes were firm and his lips were tightly pursed. Obviously, even in this forbidden place, controlling the divine disk was not an easy task.

The blood mist around seemed to feel the pressure from the Divine Machine Disk and retreated, not daring to approach.

The bridge of light extends under their feet, and every step seems to be fighting against the unknown darkness. The golden light is their most solid shield, leading them towards the unknown shore.

At the end of the north direction, the bridge of light led everyone into a strange land.

There, an area tightly surrounded by a blood-red halo suddenly appeared. A dark and mysterious light flowed at the edge of the halo, and it was covered with extremely complicated runes, like the embodiment of an ancient spell, emitting a power that shocked all spirits.

Xue Yi's pace slowed down involuntarily, her eyes fixed on those runes, and an inexplicable sorrow surged in her heart, as if there were thousands of silk threads entangled around her, making her breathing stagnate.

Her eyes gradually turned red, and tears slid down unconsciously, dripping onto the bridge of light, instantly evaporating into a wisp of invisible mist.

She raised her hand and gently touched her cheek. The tear was incredibly hot, and seemed to contain endless stories and past.

The evil spirits around seemed to sense some kind of taboo and dared not to overstep the line. They only wandered outside the blood-red light circle, making low hums.

"I don't know what's wrong. I feel very sad and can't control myself..." Xue Yi spoke softly. She couldn't see the scene in the blood-red halo, but why was she so sad?

Shi Yuan took a few steps forward. When he got here, he felt extremely nervous, but he didn't know why.

"Have you noticed that there are no fallen angels imprisoned and locked up here?" Jiang Shouyu murmured as he looked at the empty blood-red surroundings.

Di Chen put away the divine disk, he looked at the bloody halo, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that this is the end of the secret."

Wei Fuzhi stared at the rune, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before.

"This seems to be a forbidden magic circle from the underworld. It is very familiar, but I only saw fragments in my early years. The original volume has long been lost."

Xue Yi asked: "What is this magic circle used for?"

Everyone looked at Wei Fuzhi, waiting for an answer.

The man tried hard to recall, and found a few key words in his dense and distant memories, "A top-secret forbidden technique to suppress the gods."

"When the world was created, the God of Creation came into being. In order to suppress the balance, the Heavenly Dao has specially formulated a forbidden technique. If the God of Creation makes a big mistake one day, this technique can be used to suppress it. It will not take its life, because it was born with the world, but this restriction will trap its body and soul, making it unable to use its own power of creation."

"This kind of formation can only be used by the Heavenly Dao, and it can only imprison gods. It is ineffective against other gods."

Emperor Chen frowned, "But isn't God in the Star Region now?"

"If the person imprisoned here is a god, then who is the one from the Star Region who has appeared many times?"

Xue Yi and Shi Yuan looked at each other and soon came up with an answer, "Perhaps, the real Zhi has been imprisoned here for a long time, and the one from Xingchen Domain... is a fake."